As the saying goes, “The first thing you say is to win.”

After one night of emergency consultation, the leaders of the Earth Federation finally completed the key indicators of each matter before the second meeting. However, the moment these confident ambassador representatives announced the beginning of the meeting, they were shocked by the blonde and man with a silver mask on their face.

After Virginie Lijeta briefly introduced the blond man in white military uniform, he entered the speech meeting as the spokesperson of the Iron General. As a result, when he stood on the stage, English, Mandarin, French, German, Russian, Japanese and other languages ​​were constantly spoken from him. The greeting words with the same content were actually performed back and forth by the blond man in different ways.

As the blonde man used his name as the ending symbol of greeting words, the representatives of the countries sitting in the meeting table were full of gloomy colors. Originally, in their opinion, language was not inconvenient, but there were still benefits. After all, when every sentence was spoken, the translator had to be left to switch language and repeat the past.

This period of time is an excellent time for representatives of various countries to think about countermeasures. However, now, this plan was inadvertently broken by the man who called himself "Lao Lu Kruze" standing on the stage.

"Ba...Ba...Bapa."

A roar of applause rang slowly.

After seeing that the person who was applauding was the prestigious representative of Asma, he subconsciously followed his actions and applauded.

After a burst of applause, Asma stood up unscrupulously and looked at the man on the stage with interest and said, "Incredible. I didn't expect that yesterday when we needed an interpreter to communicate, you were able to learn most of the languages ​​on the earth overnight."

"It's too much!" Kruze smiled slightly and said slowly: "This is a skill that our Galaxy Alliance Army must master."

"Is the Galaxy integrated? It's so desirable!" Asma murmured for a moment, then raised her head and showed a sharp light in her eyes. "Although the Iron-Faced General was not here today, as the spokesperson, can I understand that Lord Lauru Kruze can fully represent the Iron-Faced General?"

Although the iron-faced general played by He Wuming was not in today's conference, the representative Asma still caught the point.

"There is no doubt. Representative of Your Excellency." Kruze nodded and answered the question of Representative Asma for granted.

When he decided to replace Cruze in the face of these messy members, He Moming directly amplified Cruze's authority. When he determined the big goal, he let him act freely. He Moming wanted to see if Cruze, who had lost the pressure of survival, would not make any changes under such circumstances. So, Cruze came.

"So, please give your opinion on the next issue." While the iron was hot, the representative Asma did not want to leave a free incident for Kruze to think.

Hearing this, Kruze raised his eyebrows slightly and then opened the black-skinned document placed on the speech table on the left side of the table. The first item that caught his eye made Kruze's eyebrows tremble, but it quickly calmed down. However, the more he turned back, Kruze's heart became more and more turbulent.

Finally, after Kruze finished reading this document, an idiom popped out of his mouth. "Imitation."

"Bang!"

The documents in his hand were slapped on the desktop without any hesitation, and a sharp breath suddenly rose from Kruze.

"Deputies to you, it is only a coincidence that our Galactic United Army appears here. And it is very gratifying that this accidental thing can save a civilization from the crisis of extinction."

Cruze paused and continued, "But our Galactic Army is not a charity. So, your requests are quite unreasonable."

"Your Excellency. According to the preliminary results reached at yesterday's meeting, we will provide the supplies your army needs, and as compensation, we will be able to make some requests that your army can do." Representative Asma said calmly after his eyes flashed a few times.

In the previous closed-door meeting, the iron-faced general played by He Wuming showed a very friendly attitude, and even generously stated that he could make some concessions that could enhance friendship in exchange for supplies. As a result, after a night passed, the iron-faced general with a friendly attitude was no longer here, and instead was the man in front of him who vaguely made Asma feel extremely difficult.

"Of course. This is what our general promised you personally. We cannot deny this." In Asma's opinion, Kruze's answer was expected. However, Kruze's next sentence caused the representative Asma and the representatives of various countries who had not yet had time to show their joy into amazement.

"Your Excellency General cares about the friendship between the Galaxy Alliance Army and the humans on Earth, so when he returned, he specially ordered me to search for a technology from the mothership's database to provide us with the remuneration for the Earth Federation. Please see."

I saw Kruze flip his right hand and a prismatic cube with purple light flowing in his palm. The clip played by this cube made the faces of representatives Asma and representatives of various countries even more embarrassed.

"We don't want this!! We want space transition technology ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Looking at the clip played by virtual technology that was obviously several levels beyond the Earth's technology, representatives of Asma and representatives from various countries kept wailing in their hearts.

In the exchange of light and shadow, Kruze, who was standing in the center of the virtual projection, looked at the change of light and darkness, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

Half an hour later, the meeting ended.

Although they got some benefits from Cruze, everyone seemed very low compared to the moment when they were full of confidence in the early morning. These representatives did not look like in the past. After the meeting, they discussed things in groups of three or two, and boarded the special car with a worry-like face and returned quickly towards their respective embassies. As these special cars left, a look was also withdrawn.

As the big red curtain was put down again, the thin figure standing in front of the window also turned around and looked at the blonde man sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his right hand.

"I was really surprised! I didn't expect that aliens would understand the culture of the earth so well." The footsteps slowly rang out, and the thin figure walked to the sofa opposite the blonde man and sat down.

"Is that so? Our Galaxy Army has been observing the earth for a long time." Kruze stopped moving his right hand, then placed the cup on the table, changed to a more comfortable sitting position, and looked at the thin figure sitting opposite him and said, "Livonz Almark. We know the existence of the Eoria Plan. Even you were able to translate our language yesterday because we deliberately released some messages before nearly 150 cycles (two Earth years) to intercept Eoria Shuhanbek."

"Is that so? Then, is your army going to take over the Eoria Plan now? Of course, relying on the strong strength of your army, all the realization of the Eoria Plan is just a skill of raising your hand." Livonz was not scared by Cruze's actions to make the Eoria Plan seemingly clear, but instead calmly launched a counterattack.

Kruze smiled slightly when he heard this. "Don't learn from those ugly politicians. You are not suitable. No, it should be said that the changers are not suitable for this. Livonz Almark. Our Galactic United Army has regulations that during deep space navigation, we must not interfere with the strange civilization you encounter, unless this strange civilization actively attacks our Galactic United Army or falls into a catastrophe of extinction. Only then will we take the initiative to counterattack or rescue."

"So, did the army take action to explode the meteorite a week ago?"

"right."

Livonz's eyes flashed a few times and asked again: "So, what attitude does your army have towards the Eoria Plan and towards us changers?"

"This is a matter within the civilization. We have no right to interfere." Kruze expressed his opinion and then added: "Well, this is my personal opinion. Maybe you can listen. In deep space navigation, anything can happen. Disasters, accidents caused by external reasons, or various means can be solved, but internal reasons..."

Kruze raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger and shook it, and said with a hideous smile: "If it is an incident caused by internal reasons, then all the futures of the crew on the entire mothership will be destruction."

"Is that so? This is an important experience. Thank you." Livonz nodded seriously.

"Haha. Livonz Almark. In my opinion, the changer is very suitable to be a pioneer in deep space, no one. After all, the excellent talents that changer possesses are unique in this world."

After saying this, Kruze stood up and left the room. However, before the door closed, Kruze's voice floated over again.

"Oh, by the way! Somehow, when I heard your voice, I felt that this was a sound that made me feel very hot. Why?"

Livonz closed his eyes and snorted coldly. "Hmph. I'm really talking to myself! This sentence should be said by me."

As the door closed, Livonz slowly stood up from the sofa, stepped forward to the window again, raised his hand and pushed open the curtains, staring at the sunset that gradually sinks into the horizon, and silently said: "The excellent talents of changers are...unparalle..."

PS: The cycle year mentioned by Team Ke refers to the setting in the hero's century. One cycle year is equal to two Earth years. Of course, this is what the protagonist told Team Ke casually~
Chapter completed!